"He is gone" Rotemdol replies. " He is one of my best contacts. Got me some lucrative shows. Tried to get him to stay to eat so that I could introduce you, but he was in some sort of a hurry... " Turning to Zul "looks ready to me. Smells good too" "I've seen noodles before", Zul replies, "I'm from Filgeth, not some backwater out West or something" She tests them, finds it to be cooked just right, and removes it from the water with tongs. "They have sophisticated food in a backwater like Filgeth?", Banjo says, "Whatever next? Some weird human dishes from the far west in Karmork?". "Yeah, Stretch, what's the job -- and when do we start?" She eyes him matter-of-factly. "Nothing definite, possibly something outside the city in a week" Rotemdol replies. "By the way, how would you liked to be called?" "What's the opposite of 'stretch'?", Banjo jokes, "Coiled-up? Squashed?". He makes sure he's out of the range of Zul's kick before he says that. -- Tim Hall Weblog: http://www.kalyr.com/weblog Photos: http://kalyr.fotopic.net/
